Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Chapter 170

[July 7th, Rainy

Today is our anniversary, and Lucas asked me out for French cuisine, which he probably doesn't know I absolutely despise. He gave me a pair of sneakers, and I couldn't help but laugh. Sneakers are his thing, not mine-I never wear them. How do I break up with him gracefully? But then again, I'm not ready to give up marrying into the Moncada family. The Moncadas are well-known and are one of the wealthiest families in Riverbrook.]

[July 30th, Sunny

Adrian told me that he liked me, and I felt a flutter. He's definitely an upgrade from Lucas, much more manly. Kissing him was a thrill, something Lucas could never provide. But Lucas can't find out about this. The excitement of juggling two relationships is quite the rush. After all, it's just dating, not like I'm marrying anyone.]

[August 19th, Rainy

I slept with Adrian, and it was incredible. Unfortunately, Adrian realized I wasn't a virgin. My first time was lost during a heavy rainstorm back in my freshman year. Luckily, Lucas has no clue. After two years with him, he's always been so proper. We barely even hold hands. I suspect he might be impotent, and maybe his injuries were more severe and went beyond just his waist and legs. If I marry him, would I really have to spend my life with someone incapable?]

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Chloe's fingers trembled as she distorted the edges of the diary. Linda had flawlessly mimicked her handwriting throughout the book, detailing everything from daily trivialities to major life events. Chloe was stunned by how much Linda knew. It was as if she had been an invisible part of her past every single day. She knew every detail. The mere thought was creepy.

No wonder Lucas had accused Chloe of looking down on him, secretly despising and wishing him dead. This diary painted a dark, twisted psychological world. Linda had precisely targeted Lucas' proud yet cowardly ego. He would never confront Chloe about it. Linda was a master at manipulating emotions.

Events from the past unraveled like peeling layers of an onion, exposing everything to Chloe. She finally understood her past confusion. But these were not the answers she was looking for. She wanted to know about that incident, which was barely mentioned. But one thing was clear to Chloe. It had to involve Linda because that day was marked by a rare torrential downpour.

Chloe left the Moncada family without even staying for dinner. She tossed the diary onto the passenger seat of her car. As she drove swiftly through the city's elevated roads, her head ached terribly, her vision blurring. The panic and terror from years ago surged like a tidal wave. She trembled uncontrollably, her back soaked with cold sweat through her thin shirt.

Chloe knew her depression was flaring up again, with severe physical symptoms. She had battled severe depression ever since she was violated. Since that day, she had been plagued by nightmares every night, unable to confide in anyone. Her sleep had deteriorated significantly. But back then, her symptoms weren't as severe because she met Dr. Winston.